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Dancing with
the night
moonbeams flirting
stars glistening
as a wolf moon
begins sewing
her silver fingers
into one soul

Bouncing waves
in deep waters
touching tenderly
weaving cotton softly
sweetly love shining
into diamond emotions

lighting her beauty
silvery glistens
a shining star
Shimmering adorable
lovingly sparkles
encircling inner vision

gleaming beautiful
one treasured
flawless jewel
dazzling priceless
catching the eyes
clasping feelings
woven deeply
holding the heart

Empire of the sun
shining golden
in this mind
drawing down
into a deep ocean
handing you keys
to all that
i am
center of existence

A sealed script
in one body
pulsating electric energy
sparking music
muscles play sweetly
into one
cardaic cycle
embracing in
four chambers
signals love

Red burning hot cells
warm energy
passion pumps
pressure building
flowing blood emotions
circulating feelings
takes one's
breath away

Sweetly honey coated
protected within
skinned walls
embracing you darling
from harm sweetheart
kissing beats
anchored deeply
in the bay
of life

Crowned princess
holding the seat
of loves emotions
in this castle
a drunken vessel
skipping heartbeats
flutters with love

Dreams are the pillows of the mind …
Wanting the awakening of the day, so that
We can play with one another in a world of realism!

Ah! To dream of your pillow next to mine,
Tis heavenly!

To run barefooted through the clouds of heaven,
Thinking of you but a touch away!
Tis an elixir to nourish ones soul!

Entwined in a magical dreamland, a midsummer’s dream of enchantment! Drinking in your heavenly
Perfume, the nectar of love!

I fear awaken-ness, that you will be gone and my pillow will be bare! Cast your vision of loveliness into my dreams and do not fade away!

Would the reality of my dream come true
And when I awake, I find my love and it is you!

The pillows of my mind, are filled with dreams
Wanting you to want them too!

Poet of Dreams!
JimEee

Methinks within each heart is but a womb,
to treasure hold, thereby conceiving captivate,
what once was sterile, infertile, desolate,
the flowered hope of love's own nurtured bloom
'tis but fair comparison to awakening morn,
whence in quietude shines Heaven's golden eye,
forsakes the abysmal chariot of night's black sky,
sheen shone, saffron paints the dew hung dawn,
thus honoured we, with one fleeting breath divine,
ides of hope abound, the heart to contemplate,
as oft, riches beyond wealth bequeathed in hours late,
neglected! then wander we, in thirst of love's rich wine,

Should thus, destiny deal four aces kind,
the ace of hearts, far better you'll find.

awakening in
early hours
looking into
a night sky
in morning hush
staring at
a smiling moon

little lambs bleating
echoes carried
into the night
floating out
into the distant air
crying sharing
my night
with you

floating over
closing eyes
trying to peer
of into the future
over the moon
and back

kissing you with
her silver fingers
in touching you
a treasured dream
looking into
the far off
distance stars

a universe
floats on
a paradise green
i am the leprechaun
and you are
a fairy queen

The eyes and smile of a female.
can do so much for ones soul,
make your head spin and turn tail,
the right one can make your life whole,

Many men look at other things,
consider outward beauty to be the norm,
but for me eyes and smile will always sing,
too many females can cause a storm,

Those with sexy bodily looks,
Can turn many a mans head,
dont have the sense to read a book,
great to look at but not many words said,

Give me a female with eyes and smile,
those shimmering eyes of truth,
lips to kiss make life worthwhile,
for her heart to love will be proof,

Whether her eyes be blue, green or other,
smiling lips, soft, gentle and sensual,
this female will love you and will not smother,
a loving wife they will be essential.

How many times can ones heart give love,
when it has been broken and hurt in the past,
each moment shared with another have been placed above,
so many heartbeats until it gives out at last,

The years have flown and time is no longer a race,
it beats a slow pace no longer the desire,
age and worry now strain this old face,
wondering whether this heart could rekindle another fire,

When does one give up the lovers mad chase,
knowing that the walls of this heart so very thin,
maybe its best to go all alone and with gods grace,
does one have the strength to have a new begin,

Different dating sites to find someone new,
the first time online you found her,
yet another heartache left you so blue,
can you raise your pulse enough to care,

Now jaded and so often rejected,
why pretend to be cheerful and hopeful,
this is how life is now reflected,
time to move on and allow it to become restful.

Oh she had the prettiest eyes,
they were the deepest soft green,
looking into them I could see no lies,
even to this day they were the best I have ever seen,

I remember very well that day,
sitting together in that room,
just looking at one another no words to say,
I was too young for love to bloom,

The teacher was good she put you next to me,
a normal girl with eyes so bright,
I was chuffed to bits as one could be,
those beautiful eyes held so much light,

Each little look up and glance,
sent my little heart into heaven,
I wish I was older so we could romance,
but I was after all only seven,

It now seems from that single day,
my preference was set in steel,
how a womans eyes can have so much sway,
this is what makes me tick and how I feel.

Dazzling
floating colours
Lighting up the sky
fireworks sparkling
On fire

Lips kiss
Burning deep
Touching hearts
Magically cast
under a spell

My soul sings
enchanted
like music
In a warm fluttering
internal flame
A candle burns
Within the mind

Closing the eyes
Feelings in rhythm
sparkling dreamy
To die in one's arms
A beautiful oasis
Emotion lights up

Cupid plays
Enchanting tunes
Upon the strings
Tugging at the heart
Gently touching
My dream

Life's precious hours its fleeting foot denounce,
like as flowing rivers touched but only once,
leaves us wondering, those haste spent days of yore,
when in soft repose, bloomed Springtimes scented store,
perchance, could fate again ignite those moments rare,
or with sullen impotence, at future's dark region stare,
thus we dream whence earth its flowered fragrance sprung,
and languished long when we our love songs sung,
Alas! the pen alone dare challenge with poetic guise
to chronicle times passage, scribe what's considered wise,
Ah! wisdom, 'tis not self conceits that we in abundance find,
more oft in quietude amid the peaceful realms of mind,
a kaleidoscope of tranquility within ones being found,
when stand we firm on Autumn's leaf coloured ground,
new salad days, no differing from that of Spring,
as thoughts of love, like Matin Bells still softly ring,
author of our days relate with profanities charged quill,
to find the Doyen heart lives in Springtime still,

Thus my love, circumscribe a loving thought for me,
of hope sponsored dreams awashed in joys reality.